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Characters in the
Skeeter Kitefly Books
(presented more-or-less in the order of their appearance)
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Jim Midge
The Ultimate Sven, like a Viking god of
old—
but one with a bass-ackwards disposition.
...Ooooh firm as he hugged her round the waist, held her as though guessing her weight. Skeeter’s hundred-and-one-pound perkitude was pretty firm too, but pressed against Jim Midge it turned to molten oleo and slid down till her face was buried in his shirtfront and its aroma of English Leather.
“Like your shirt,” she mumbled.
“Yes,” said Jim, “life is short...”
Gwendolyn (Winky)
Sadie's college roommate, later her partner
running a Rassiere Bay daycare center.
“...What kind of name is Winky, anyway?” “What kind of name is Skeeter?” “Hey! Skeeter is a magnificent name. Six queens of Belgium were named Skeeter.” “Oh yeah? Which ones?” “Skeeter the First, Skeeter the Second, Skeeter the Third…”
Rover, Fido, and Spot
Desirée's three "horsies" (gerbils).
...Rover, Fido, and Spot, galloping on their squeaky wheel to nowhere. Skeeter could watch them do this by the hour. She often did, when insomnia set in. Far more raison to a gerbil’s d’être than, say, a guinea pig’s...
Belinda
Skeeter's coworker at the University of
Windohwa ("Double-You-You").
...To augment her meager resources she got a job at the campus answering service, working alongside a large woman named Belinda who wore muu-muus and occasionally shared her abundant packed lunches. No answers to spare, though. Nor even any articulate questions...
Mao
Skeeter's adopted stray cat in Mount Oriela.
(Surnamed "Lumpenproleteriat.")
...“People are like water” (quoth another Mao) “and the army is like fish.” Mao the cat liked fish too, and soon grew too fat to fit comfortably on the seated Skeeter’s lap or the supine Skeeter’s chest. So he took to curling himself over the sleeping Skeeter’s ankles, which came in useful on chilly nights...
Precious Littleface and
Ramada Rose
Skeeter's uninvited companions on
New Year's Eve
in 1982.
...Make an honest effort, anyway, to keep out of the Four Deuces and the Siamese Tavern and Ditto’s Lounge, all the haunts up and down Corbel Road. Otherwise she’d have precious little face left before long, getting it all raddled and callous. And before you knew it she’d be forty, fat and feeble-minded, turning tricks at some Ramada Inn...
The Abbess and
Hugh "Hacker" Halvers
Job interviewer for the state Department of
Social Services; and the new Governor of
Windohwa.
“...Money’s been tight lately, especially now—” “The same, I’m afraid, is true here at Social Services,” said the abbess. She placed Skeeter’s application atop a thick stack in an extra-deep wire basket. “And likely to grow more so, under” (slight grimace) “Governor Halvers. My advice to you, Miss Kitefly, would be to try the” (marked grimace) “private sector.”
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The Wunderlichs
Earl and others at "The Pit"
—a.k.a. the Windohwa State Central Record
Depository.
...Shrug from the forklift driver. “You best talk to Vern about it. Vern, he told me to bring ‘em all over here.” “I swear!” went Earl. “Some of them mother-blessèd bastards cain’t tell their own backside from a damn hole in the ground. (‘Scuse me, young lady...)”
Pastor Muncie and his
Hall o' the Hearth™ Helpers
Hungry missionaries ("All You Can Scarf") en
route to Greece.
...Hall o’ the Hearth made no attempt to convert Skeeter or ask anything of her besides grub and lots of it. She never did find out why Christian missionaries were going to Greece—whether it was to smuggle baklava back to the Oxeye Biscuit Company in Oeil de Boeuf, or to infiltrate Iran and there baptize the Ayatollah...
Mr. Wong
Head chef on the good ship Van Vooren
(known to its crew as the "Belgian
Bulge").
...He made me study the thickest cookbook ever imported to the Western Hemisphere. Did you know some people eat calf’s brains with their eggs? We didn’t have any calf’s brains onboard, which was just as well ‘cause some Scarfer would’ve ordered them, and Mr. Wong would’ve made me do the scrambling...
RoBynne O'Ring
Skeeter's New Wave coworker at the
St. Mintred Medical Center, and her latest
very best friend.
(Formerly
Robin Joan Goering, "plain dull and
boring." Also known as Robbin
Shoplift, Gloria
Klepto, "Stacey Jo/Cherie Jo," Minnie the
Moocher,
and Olivaceous Oyl.)
...Down and up SMECK’s narrow corridors went the Radiology courier’s pushcart, delivering sharp-edged X-rays in slick flippant envelopes. No less sharp of edge or flip of pants was the courier, an elongated girl with Modigliani eyes in a Modigliani face atop a body very much to match: as though Seated Nude or Reclining Nude had gotten off her divan, stepped out of frame, dyed her hair fuchsia, combed and moussed it cockatoo-style, put on scoopneck spandex and a leather mini, and joined The Go-Go’s...
Floyd
For a couple of months, Skeeter's car in
Deasil ("Wheeville").
...Enter the parking lot and look for your new used car, your ’58 DeSoto Firesweep, the pride of your latter-day life—and find it looking like it’d been steeped in a vat of Pepto-Bismol. An immense relief, considering how much trouble you’d gone to in the first place to find an automobile this exact shade of pink, and thus worth naming Floyd...
Billy Caligula & The Galoshes
RoBynne's songwriting ex-squeeze and his
underground garage band.
“...Billy wrote that quick as a squirt and riding a Harley, too—Gahd what a poet he was. I got a tape of ‘em playing it at the Shih Tzu II Club. It was awesome, they were rully rockin’ to the max that night ‘cause this dude from Slash Records was supposed to be there. But if he was he didn’t sign ‘em...”
Ululu
Antiheroine of RoBynne's smutnovel
Grunts
of Passion.
...RoBynne’s presence today stemmed in part from her smutnovel Grunts of Passion having inspired Sadie’s senior design project, the one required in order to graduate. Sadie had been a holy terror throughout this project, threatening more than once to go insane as she extracted Ululu the antiheroine from antinarrative...
Leland
Desirée's playmate in Wheeville.
...Skeeter marched into the triplex with a Hey Sadie! and a Hey Dizzyree! and a Hey Leland! (to Desi’s smitten kindergarten suitor, who lived upstairs)...
Brooke
Desi's puppy, from a litter of ten produced
by
the hound next door.
...So they scheduled a cookout instead, out behind the triplex whose ground floor Skeeter shared with Sadie and Desi and Desi’s hundred-dollar basset pup that she’d named after Brooke Shields. (Because of the amazing facial resemblance, according to Skeeter...)
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